Reflections: essays, aphorisms, autobiographical writings

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Seite 54the previous night. It had been an eerie one. A ghost had appeared to me. The
site of its operations did not, in exact truth, really exist, but had nevertheless a
very strong resemblance to one known, tantalizing, and inaccessible to me,
namely ...

Seite 113But forest night, too, lives in the wood. There are the heavy little boxes with
scarlet interiors: on the outside, on a gleaming-black background, a picture.
Under the tsars this industry was on the point of extinction. Now, besides new
miniatures, ...

Seite 169Riding under them on a festival night, you see a rain of fire in every treetop. But
here, too, nothing is dreamy. Only explosions win an apotheosis popular favor. At
Piedigrotta, the Neapolitans' main holiday, this childish joy in tumult puts on a ...